Let's say you're at a party. Not just a typical party with all your friends. This party is maybe full of...coworkers. You have zero in common with those coworkers. Not only do you share a different worldview on just about every subject imaginable...you also like Glam. Your coworkers don't even know the word Glam. They like classical and country. They think anything associated with rock immediately means Goth...and have no idea what that means either. They think heavy Metal = death. You know, burning churches, killing your parents. That sort of thing. Do you explain Glam? Do you defend your music? Do you care what other people think?
Now, I work with a lot of conserative folk. I'm using the word conversative word here in its truest sense. I don't just mean politically - but that is also true. I mean, the people I work with are buttoned-up, suit and tie, country music and America loving, red meat eaters. Moreover, this is a great group of people. Everyone I work with is basically two decades older than me, but you'll have that I guess. So, I'm the young one that likes Metal. Who votes liberal. Who doesn't eat meat. Who didn't change her last name when she married. You know. I'm the rebel.
These country music loving coworkers of mine are actually interested in the music I love. They get quite a kick of hearing my stories of meeting musicians and going to festivals. They think it's cool I'm actually friends with some pretty famous people (but I would never name drop here). The bottom line: they are open minded to hear about what I like. And what I don't.
Some people will immediately shut down when you say you like Metal. I think that comes from a lack of understanding - and a whole lot of stereotypes. I really don't like country music, but I'm opened minded enough to hear why someone else loves the genre and I do know a thing or two about the artists. I mean, there was a six month period in my life where I was a country music disc jockey, but that is a story for another place and time.
So, we're back at our party and the group of people very unlike you (and me) are having a conversation about music. Do you jump in or keep your mouth shut? Do you talk Glam? Do you defend the genre or teach the ways of Poison and Quiet Riot? In short, do you defend to the death?